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[aid] => mick
[title] => Far Too Late Too Make Amends
[time] => 2007-11-03 15:45:34
[hometext] => Something To Pass the time.
[bodytext] => You’d nurture me like a mother to a child You were the incandescent rays of sunshine Peering through the clouds. Yet you became the hot cloth on my fevered Head, When the rain clouds came last summer They shut you out of my world. Now Nothing Pleases Nothing Hurts Nothing Moves. The color faded away along with you Cuz The world is black and white. Now I follow your footsteps in the dark Hoping to find the sunshine that isn’t there. I turn to my faith, and I turn to myself, To remind myself of why I’m here, why I’m Following this road that leads to an empty Inertia, where I become frigid like a child’s toy left Buried in the snow. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 299 [topic] => 52 [informant] => gilbert92 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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